Growing up, my sister Stephanie was always the cheerleader. It was in her blood, from early on. Being mirror image twins, I was the quiet, introverted, artistic one. The one who would never have the courage to get up in front of a group of hundreds and lead them to cheer the home team on to victory.
Years and years and years later, though, I find myself choosing to be a cheerleader, but just for one person: my friend Lanie. It’s been a year since her cancer diagnosis, and a roller coaster year at that. She’s had lots of highs (like getting engaged!!) and some pretty low lows (like, you know, cancer). But through it all, her friends and family keep rooting her on, focusing mental and spiritual efforts so that she can get to a total wellness state, and cheering for her to beat this cancer once and for all.
She keeps the most amazing attitude, and in case you need a reminder, here’s her latest blog post. (Slight warning: there is a photo of her boob tumor…it’s not graphic or anything, but it is a photo of a boob tumor.)
WHEN THUNDER, AND LIGHTNING STRIKE
TAKE TWO STEPS ON BACK
CRASH, SLASH, WHIPLASH
LANIE’S GOT THAT BALL, YEE HAW!